Fallen Leaves

Loss echoes far longer than other emotions. It waits at your doorstep, a sullen black dog, shadowing you in even the most un-eventful parts of the day. In fact, it is those quiet times when its presence is felt most; you cannot help but hear its...

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stomach scales

Damien hopped from rock to rock. Youth, sprite and energy seemed to emanate from each movement. Lean and sleek furred, his hiking clothes seemed several sizes too big. He straightened his hat after a particularly fervent landing, taking the time to...

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Why I love Summer

I have to say, summer has always been my favourite season. The sky, a careless blue, hangs over the warm, slow air. It just slows everyone down a little, shuffling along in shorts and shirt, rather than the usual dignified and purposed walk - clad in...

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